Page 19 of Her Billionaire's Baby Secret

“Sure.”

“We have this reserved for your stuff.” She pointed to one of the boxes sitting on a kitchen chair.

His mom rummaged through the various donation boxes and pulled a couple of items out.

“You’ll probably find more when we go through the China hutch. Most of the family heirlooms are in there.”

His grandma stood up straight and put her hand on her lower back.

“Are you okay, Grandma?” Kane asked.

“I think my back is about done with all this sorting.”

“Maybe we should be done for the day,” Kane suggested. “We can just move these donation boxes to the garage for people to finish going through.”

“That would be wonderful.”

“Well, I figured you wouldn’t want your table overcrowded with all this stuff. Eventually, you’re going to want a place to eat.” He grabbed a box and hauled it to the garage.

“I’ll help out too.” Sariah another one and followed him out there. They placed them next to the collection of empty boxes and then headed back into the kitchen to get the rest. It felt good to work beside her. She wasn’t afraid to roll up her sleeves and take care of business. She was beautiful to look at and often melted his heart with her sweetness.

She handed him the box in her arms, and their hands brushed. Goosebumps traveled up his arms at her touch. He suddenly had a flash of taking her in his arms and brushing her hair back from her face. The memory only lasted a second, but it had a powerful impact on him and left him breathless.

“Kane? Are you okay?”

He shook off the feeling, coming back to the present. “Yeah. I’m fine. I think that’s about it.”

But he wasn’t fine. Why was he thinking of Sariah like that? He was in no position to think about another woman again so soon after his divorce, was he? Surely, he still needed more time to heal.

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